A Record of a Mortal’s Journey to Immortality

In addition to full of charms and chains, there are thousands of clapping bronze mirrors around this enormous giant, releasing a yellow light column, forming a strange legal formation, and the interweaving flashes just to trap the giant inside.

Throughout the entire space, the giant is more like an endless wave of bans, flashing faint spirits everywhere.

And the vague shape of this object like a hill has never changed. If it wasn't for the occasional slight ups and downs somewhere on the body surface, anyone would think of it as just a dead thing.

On the contrary, there is another heaven and earth in the space adjacent to it.

It's green and green, full of exotic flowers and herbs, and full of spirituality.

In the middle of this immaculate place, there are hundreds of magnificent palaces built. In the distance, the palace was quiet, as if it were empty.

But if you stand over the palace and look down, you can see that the palace was built at the center of a giant Falekaupule, and there were 81 small altars, about ten feet tall, built near the palace, all over the Falekaupule.

Most surprisingly, every altar is served by a white jade stone man of several lengths.

These stone men, all dressed in gold, with their hands facing the palace with an unknown golden blade, look like living people.

But instead of all this silence, whether palaces or stone people, it was as if they had existed for tens of thousands of years.

It looks mysterious and strange!

At this time, somewhere in Kungwu Mountain, the seven star array of violets was laid, and the sound of bursts in the French array was constantly bursting, reaching the critical time of breaking the array.

Seven purple columns of light swept into the sky in an endless mist of purple, sending a low thunderbolt from above, one large arc after the other from time to time from the surface of the columns of light, striking various places in the Falun Array.

And the fog has long been thick reaching out to the five fingers, and from time to time comes the ghost crying wolf howling that disturbs the human mind.

Han Li surrounded by golden light slowly approached one of the light columns, and the purple mist surrounded a bowl of coarse python, as soon as it approached his body, was immediately surrounded by golden light, cut into several pieces, and broke apart into fog.

Seeing this situation, however, Han's face still lacks any pleasure. Because more python ejected from the purple mist immediately.

It was a silver-white arc cut off from time to time over his head, no matter how thick it was, he didn't care. As the silver arc approached him, his palm filled with gold arcs swung down into the air, all the arcs were immediately drawn to one side, without any force whatsoever.

Suddenly, two low, unseen buzzes rang behind him, Han Li frowned, his head never bounced back, and two fine gold arcs fired out. After two thunderbolts, a coarse breath followed.

Han Li just glanced and saw two fist giant peaks, falling straight down from low altitude in the dark.

Not only are these giant peaks stunning in shape, they are covered in bright yellow patches, and the poison sting behind them is three inches long, making people look cold and trembling.

But Han Li killed 30 or 40 of them in the fog, but other than the first few he hung with a flying sword, all the other giant peaks were killed by him with a demon thunder.

Instead of wasting his torpedo at will, such a huge peak initially cost him a small fortune.

Though I don't know how powerful this bee tail poison stab is, this bee is extremely corrosive all over the turquoise blood. After Han Li suddenly and unintentionally contaminated some, the surface immediately became a pit depression, and even the flying sword's spirituality was damaged.

In this way, Han Li refused to kill the bee with a flying sword, but this bee had some resistance to low-order spells such as Fireball Ice Cone, and could only be killed with a gold arc.

Good thing this bee, though numerous, has no resistance whatsoever to the evil thunder, almost sticking to death.

Han Li Shenlei doesn't seem to consume much.

In addition to this fist giant peak, there are several strange, blood-red bats in the purple mist that attack Han Li, which, in addition to color, look just like regular bats.

But after cutting off with a sword, did the sword light fail to kill the bat, or did the body of the sword cut off after a moment of hidden sensation before splitting the body of the bat.

This surprised Han in the dark.

You should know that the Green Bamboo Cloud Sword has been incredibly sharp since it was incorporated into the heg sperm. Even a few flying swords can be like cutting grass and trees, it's a little hard to kill this bat. But you can see the hardness of these bats.

Whether a giant bee or a blood manta is the most common spiritual insect beast in the fairy world, but it is so difficult to deal with by being cultivated, you can see how much effort is spent on it. And now, in order to match the method of formation, the unmanipulated arrangement is here, leaving these giant peaks and blood bats with less than half their power.

Looks like the monks in front of us really spent a lot of blood to stall the time.

In his heart, he thought that he was only a dozen steps away from the purple light column in front of him, and his eyes seemed to pass a few steps before he could destroy the light column afterwards.

But at this point, the purple bamboo that had disappeared since he entered the formation suddenly appeared around the light column, and then quickly spread around after a blur. Han Li was surrounded by dense and numb bamboo shadows.

The light column, originally close by, also turned green smoke and vanished without a trace.

Han Li laughed at the corner of his mouth after being banned from illusion near these columns.

How can ordinary illusion restraint trap him as long as it is not the kind of top-level illusion technique that has been encountered once before?

Han Li didn't want the blue flashing in his pupils, instantly all the purple bamboo turned into a phantom in front of his eyes, and the light column appeared in its original position.

The sleeve robe shook, and 78 golden flying swords lasered out. After a circle in the air, it suddenly turned into a golden sword in a clear sound. The golden glow flashed, and a strange coarse sword lighted the root of the light column.

A loud bang of "bang” sounded and the light column instantly disappeared after the root was destroyed.

Almost at the same time, the purple fog bamboo grove next to Han Li, whether phantom or real banned, all centered around him disappeared in large part, leaving a vast open lot of space, revealing a piece of white jade brick on the ground.

Han Li glanced down, his eyebrows picked up, then looked up to the distance and was covered in purple fog.

Only three of the remaining six light columns remain, and the other two were not known to have been struck down by the other two.

Han Li was silent for a while and did not mean to destroy other light columns in the past, but pulled out a spiritual stone field and sat down on his knees.

On this occasion, he needs to think about what to do after the ancient demons appear.

Now there are many monsters and monsters gathered in this mountain. He was just a puppet with three flame fans and a Yuan Baby Late, an inadvertent, I'm afraid, life-threatening puppet.

Han Li responded with his powers, his eyes flickered and he thought.

After not knowing how long, Han Li suddenly touched the lumbar storage bag with one hand, and suddenly a blue rectangular object appeared in his hand, exactly the shrinking crystal tablet found in the Kungwu Mountain tablet.

It's a secret thing to say! Staring at the tablet for half a day with such a powerful god, he did not find it hidden in it. Had it not been for the natural knowledge of treasures such as Goldstone, he would not have discovered the object.

And the monument itself is weird enough, obviously it seems that what is unknown is purified as a whole, but unnecessarily heavy before it is infused with spiritual energy. But once infused with spiritual power, it immediately floats like nothing.

But it's not all the most appealing to Han Li, and what he cares about most is the unknown lines of ancient language engraved on the tablet. Although these ancient texts are ancient, Han Li did not recognize any of them, but they are an ancient text that has never been recorded in any scripture.

But even then, Han Li can be confirmed by the form of these ancient words, which appeared long before what he was familiar with as the “ancient times”, which were truly authentic antiquities and absolutely a treasure.

Han Li single-handedly weighed the tablet twice, still sighed the glitter on his hand, and soon put it away.

At this point, almost one front and one back, two more sounds were heard in the distant Pharaoh, and two more light columns were destroyed.

And the last remaining column of light, even without Han Li and others to destroy it, the light vanished from sight for a moment.

In this way, this wonderful battle was finally broken by them.

After all the purple fog phantoms disappeared, all the others appeared, but there was an angry voice from the dry old demon in the air:

“Where are the four guys who poisoned the Holy Gate? They knew this fight and slipped through it quietly! ”

Han glanced and found out that the poisonous saints had no trace.

“Humph! It's not just them, but the little man Zheng Wei is gone. I said he told us to come in together, and it was a ghost idea from the beginning.” The ex-baby man cursed with an angry mouth.

“No wonder these people suddenly left us alone. Take a look ahead.” Yaoyi Bai sighed, and the jade fingered forward.

At this point, the rest of us discovered that there were actually dozens of stone steps at the end of the square where they sat at their feet, leading in different directions.

“It seems that these men feel that they can cope independently if they do not choose the same path as the monks in front of them, or if they are separated from each other. That's why I slipped away alone. Want to have something exclusive?” The wealthy old man also frowned.

“Huh, that's fine. My husband already wants to act alone. Whoever stops me from collecting the treasure, I will kill him.” The old devil quickly regained his calm.

Then the five white shadows swung, stopping two or three times in front of each jade card, and looked at all the tablets. Then, without hesitation, the five white shadows gathered and flew towards the stone steps marked Kungo Hall.

(Second! Sweat, it's over. The headache is terrible, take your pills and go to bed first!) (To be continued, please go to www.qidian.com for more chapters, support the author, support authentic reading!)